When gentleness is worn into the ancient dog blood crematorium

In the bright bedroom at [-]:[-] in the evening, Chi Baiwan took off his headphones, coughed a few times, took a sip of water, and kept his eyes on the fast-rolling barrage on the computer screen.

"Brother Ever, you sing very well, but your voice is a bit rough. Is it because your voice is cracked?"

"How about downloading the broadcast later today? You usually only live broadcast once a week, and you have tens of thousands of fans. I haven't seen you on camera! What do you look like, Ever?"

Chi Baiwan looked at it, with a slight smile on his lips, and typed a line: "It's ugly, don't look at it."

He never had the opportunity to go out to sing KTV in his life. Once he accidentally clicked on the icon of the live broadcast room and tried to sing. Fans paid attention to him, so he continued to sing intermittently.

But he didn't have much time, because it was ten o'clock in ten minutes, and soon a servant knocked on his door.

Chi Baiwan sighed insignificantly, and quickly typed on the keyboard: "Sorry everyone, the microphone is broken, see you next time—"

After closing the microphone properly, Chi Baiwan got up and opened the door, "Please come in."

The young servant came in with a milk cup, and couldn't help being dazed for a few seconds when he met his gaze——

His soft black hair is a little long, covering his gentle and cold peach blossom eyes. There is a tear mole under the upturned eyes. His nose bridge is high and his lips are beautiful. Under his fair neck, his thin collarbone looms at the neckline, slender The waist line is attractive and flexible, and the whole person has a quiet and gentle fragile feeling.

The smell on him is very cold, it is the husband's favorite fragrance of Kongshanxinyu, fresh and elegant as if fished out of the water, not intended to be seductive, but because of the docile personality hidden under the cold fragrance, it makes people's blood boil.

But the servants all know that he has been in this state for five years, and he has not been contaminated by anyone except Mr., clean and white like a brand new beautiful doll that has not been used.

Although he will be watched by everyone as soon as he goes out, maybe he can become a big star.

Chi Baiwan noticed the servant's gaze, and didn't blame him for being rude, but took the milk cup in his hand, and said softly, "It's late, why haven't you rested yet?"

He has always spoken so softly, as if he has infinite tenderness and indulgence for everyone. When those peach blossom eyes smile and look at you, you just want to strip him naked and make love, and let him be brought into you obediently In the ocean of joy and pain, enjoy his meticulous tolerance and pampering in every detail. Whether it is crying or groaning, he is willing to completely obey your control and let you do whatever you want.

Mr. likes it like this. After taking him for himself, he often can't get down to the ground. The servants whisper in private that he will run away the next day, but he will stagger and pick a rose from the garden and give it to him. There's almost love in your eyes, sir.

Then I watched my husband carelessly put the rose on the cabinet in the entrance, and slowly wither it.

But he still enjoys it.

The young servant came back to his senses, his cheeks were already flushed, and he faltered: "Mr. Chi, Assistant Ye called just now and said that the husband looked very bad today. Let me let you know in advance so that you can be mentally prepared."

In this family, Mr. Chi is Mr.'s lover. There can be many lovers, but Mr. Fu Sihan is the only one.

Chi Baiwan's expression suddenly became very pale, but he didn't show it too much, which would only add psychological pressure to the servants.

After all, the three words "Fu Sihan" are enough to feel oppressive.

The servant asked him tentatively, "Should I tell my husband that you are sick and cannot make him happy tonight?"

He stayed up all night last night and woke up at twelve o'clock this morning with a hoarse voice.

Chi Baiwan forced a smile, like a white rose that is about to wither, the leaves are about to wither, and said softly: "It's useless to be sick, he will want whatever he wants, no one can force him if he doesn't want to, it's okay, you go .”

He paused, picked up the milk glass: "Drink it, I think you have heavy dark circles, sleep well at night."

The servant's expression was indescribable, as if seeing a beautiful flower that was about to be destroyed by wind and rain, he took a deep look at Chi Baiwan.

Such a gentle person, I am afraid that only the husband will feel wronged by him.

Anyone else would hold her in her arms and cherish her, right?

The servant left with drooping eyelids.

There was still a slight smile on Chi Baiwan's face. He was sitting in front of the computer, a little dazed.

The last time I saw Fu Sihan was only yesterday, but the trace he left behind was as if it happened just now, red to purple, shocking.

Fu Sihan is extremely strong in sexual matters, he doesn't like to talk too much, he is a practicalist.

Chi Baiwan would not ask him to be gentle with himself.

That way you won't be disappointed if you get rejected by him.

Fu Sihan is an indifferent careerist. He is a business boss at the top of the pyramid in the upper city. Shang Gao is a leader in the generation of the Fu family.

The only disadvantage is that the marriage on the surface is as blank as paper, and the love history behind the scenes is only related to Chi Baiwan. Anyone who looks at it will feel that Chi Baiwan has picked up a big deal.

The 28-year-old Mr. Fu has unlimited potential in the business world. He has no warmth in his personality, and his only tolerance is given to Chi Baiwan.

Chi Baiwan only needs this trace of tolerance.

Let's forget about other affectionate treatment, it's impossible, he just hopes that Fu Sihan can give a little in return like he loves him, even if it is one percent, he will be satisfied.

The light above the head was adjusted to a dark orange color suitable for making love, the large pajamas were soaked in cold sweat and stuck to the skin, Chi Baiwan should take a bath, he dragged his overly indulgent body to the bathroom.

Outside the villa, the sound of the garage opening was very harsh, and the servants rushed up with chaotic footsteps, and with the sound of "Mr.", the garage door fell.

A few minutes later, he heard footsteps coming up to the second floor, and Chi Baiwan ran out in a hurry before he had time to dry himself completely.

The door was pushed open not long after, and Fu Sihan lowered his head slightly to avoid the swinging pendulum on the door frame. His height of nearly 1.9 meters made the whole bedroom look smaller.

Despite his cold personality, the young Mr. Fu has a very handsome face, and if he softens his expression, he is no less than any popular top-ranking person.

But Fu Sihan seldom put on a gentle demeanor. He frowned lightly, and saw Chi Baiwan in the bedroom, who was still dripping with water, "Is this what you look like at home?"

Chi Baiwan walked over, took off his suit jacket for him, and hung it in his closet, his voice was hoarse and a little bit waxy, which sounded very charming: "No, I knew you came back, so I washed it and waited for you. "

The tone was very expectant, obedient and sensible as always, and the liking in the words couldn't be hidden at all.

Fu Sihan was very used to this, he tugged on his tie, and the impatience in his tone didn't lessen: "Then turn around and lie down."

His cold tone completely shattered Chi Baiwan's last hope that he would pamper him tonight. Chi Baiwan's face couldn't help turning red. He would never be immune to these words, and would blush every time he heard them. ,"Um."

Fu Sihan tore off his tie and threw it on the table. He accidentally saw Chi Baiwan's live broadcast interface, and said in a cold tone, "Are you showing your face outside?"

Although Chi Baiwan had long been used to his undisguised harsh tone, he still felt a pain in his heart. After all, he couldn't escape being indifferent. He just wanted to have a little life of his own.

In this way, he can pass the time in Fu Sihan's repeated "not coming back tonight".

His eyes were lonely and desolate, but he didn't reveal anything on his mouth: "It's my fault, I won't do it next time."

Although Fu Sihan was displeased, he just turned the computer aside and began to tear his clothes, and Chi Baiwan was very cooperative.

Fu Sihan looked more indifferent than usual, his brows and eyes seemed to be frosted. Although he was less caring in the past, he didn't care about Chi Baiwan's feelings like today, bullying him without saying a word, simply venting his emotions.

Chi Baiwan didn't like to make noises, but in the end he couldn't help it, and his eyes were blurred.

After the end, Fu Sihan sat in front of Chi Baiwan's computer, staring at the comment section with sharp eyes like blades.

The clothes on his body are still very neat, Chi Baiwan is different, he is in a mess, if he knew that the clothes he wore would still be damaged, he might as well not wear them.

After Chi Baiwan washed himself, he quietly returned to stand in front of the computer desk.

Fu Sihan's slender fingers lightly slid across the screen, "You have a lot of fans."

His voice was cold, low and hoarse, and Chi Baiwan's reaction was as satisfying and emotional as before.

"I will cancel my account tomorrow. It will be difficult to cancel an account like yours. I can find someone to do it for you, or you can coordinate with the website yourself." Fu Sihan said slowly, "But if I come forward, you will Even if you go out, you have to ask me first, think about it yourself."

Chi Baiwan knew that Fu Sihan couldn't make jokes out of his mouth, he meant what he said, there was no pretense.

But he still wanted to fight for it, "I'm pretty boring staying at home, can I..."

"If you feel bored, take this opportunity to raise your temper. In the next two days, the daughter of Director Zhao of the Audit Bureau is getting married. You can go with me. Before that," Fu Sihan looked down at the collar of his unbuttoned pajamas , "Take more medicine, get rid of the marks as soon as possible, don't embarrass me. "

Chi Baiwan blinked his eyes twice at first, then pursed his lips, the warm water moistened his pupils, and wiped his tears with disinterest, feeling a bit like a splitting headache.

Even this little hobby is banned.

He was obviously very happy, so Fu Sihan wouldn't like it?

Without those cute bullet screens, I will stay at home alone again in the future.

But he couldn't and didn't dare to contradict Fu Sihan, so he could only suppress his bitterness, and said as calmly as possible: "I see, Sihan."

Fu Sihan ignored him, got up and walked to the window, opened the balcony door, sat on the recliner and smoked a cigarette.

Compared with the only tenderness in the past, there is nothing left now.

Even if Chi Baiwan's heart was made of steel bars, it couldn't withstand being crushed again and again.

Bear with it for a while longer, until Fu Sihan can rekindle his love for him, and he can willingly forget these grievances.

He didn't want to be Fu Sihan's lover anymore, he had loved Fu Sihan from the very beginning, and at that time, Fu Sihan obviously loved him very much too.

If you are tired of him, you can tell him directly, and Chi Baiwan will not beg him not to leave.

Because he was the only one who was trapped in love from the beginning to the end and couldn't extricate himself from it. If Fu Sihan left him, he might find someone he liked more.

Chi Baiwan didn't eat at night, endured stomach pain and bone pain and walked over. When he looked up, he saw the starlight all over the sky. It was very beautiful, like tears from a lover, one by one, crystal clear.

"I heard that people will become stars in the sky after they die." Chi Baiwan said suddenly, "Will I become a star after I die?"

Fu Sihan didn't answer him. To be precise, he didn't like to talk. He shook off a little cigarette ash with his slender index finger, and pressed the end of the cigarette.

"What do you want to say?" Fu Sihan asked. From this angle, Fu Sihan could see the bright stars behind his head.

"It's nothing." Chi Baiwan squatted down and knelt down, with both hands on his knees, "I don't want to become a star, that would be too far away from you."

"Sihan, don't be angry with me, okay?" Chi Baiwan lowered his head and moved closer to the tie of the white pajama pants, "I like you."

Fu Sihan was flattered by him silently, watching his every move with cold eyes.

In the end, Fu Sihan's voice came from above his head, as if descending from the sky, "Have the energy to read more, I don't like useless things taking up your time."

Chi Baiwan lowered his eyes, the disappointment in his eyes could not be concealed.

Of course he knew that Fu Sihan had this problem, his energy could only be wasted on Fu Sihan.

The last time he heard this, he had just joined Fu Sihan and found a part-time job, but he didn't go home because of entertainment. Fu Sihan encountered this situation the first time he drove to pick him up, and his expression turned cold immediately. down.

At that time, everyone in the wine bureau was in bad luck. The next day, they were told that the company had a financial loophole and had to declare bankruptcy.

Chi Baiwan was miserable in those few days, and has never worked since then.

Chi Baiwan was thinking in a trance that he was willing to stay at home for Fu Sihan.

Although an agent from a big company contacted him on the Internet, arranging a series of courses for him, similar to golf, shooting, dancing, and training him to become a star, he refused.

He still wanted to wait for Fu Sihan to love him.

Fu Sihan said indifferently: "Don't dress blindly when you go to the wedding banquet. Let Ye Zhu take you to buy some clothes tomorrow. Don't buy cheap ones. Buy whatever you like."

Chi Baiwan coughed twice and nodded. Fu Sihan was satisfied, he dragged him up and entered the room, turned off the lights, and continued.

Chi Baiwan kept looking at the stars, the helplessness and tears in his eyes almost drowned him.

"Sihan, please hurt me, I love you."

I love you so sincerely, passionately, and with all my heart.

The author says:

Passionate "open" text, front row warning, real dog blood chasing wife crematorium, subject gradually awakened in personal consciousness.